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Study study study study study

So I’ve returned to good ole RIT and already I’m extremely unmotivated.

But before we go into college shenanigans, here some summer recap.

I’ve open an etsy shop found here: kamikazemongoose.etsy.com

Heres the sexy jewelry that dominates the halls of this domain currently:

Also doing a customized order of Can Haz Cheezburger earrings for an awesome Puerto Rican.  Hopefully her ears can handle the massive burgerness of it all.

Also complete my mom’s bag, which I forgot to take pictures of. Its normal, which is never such a good thing, but came out nice.

I completed my pleated skirt which I also haven’t photographed. Pretty cool though. The stray strings can be obnoxious at times.

Speaking of photography I HAZ A PROBLEM: My computer will no longer recognize that my camera is hooked up to it. I’ve tried different USB drives, uninstalling new updates, and buying a new cord. Any people know what the Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeell is the deal. Plz help, k thanx? 😦

Now back to school, I’m living in a two family house for pretty cheap. My room, which I will post pictures of later, is dull and as ugly as fuck. Not that the room itself is crappy, its that my stuff is everywhere, the colors are depressing, and everything looks plain. This is my fault. I need to pimp stuff ouuuuuuuuut.

I’ll post a picture and ask for suggestions later maybe.

Well, I need to work on homework, so I’ll be quick. School is ok. What little I’ve seen of people has been awesome. Puzzles and procrastination are a bitch. And Katie needs to learn to draw again.

PS. Birthday in 13 days. Should I actually do something?

Progressively innovative, ingeniously directed new walking devices

I would like to introduce you to the delightful couple (quadruple?) that shall be replacing the dearly departed.

First, a dreadful picture of the most commonly useful (although painful in holey socks O_O)

And the far less useful, but equally fabulous lying upon my floor…

And since we’re on a role with the pictures here, I also received some ridiculous awesome clothes from the depths of Malaysia (the skirt only, mind you).

I saw the even more badass Dark Knight…

…with this crazy boy (whose hair I attacked with a scissor).

I also made this for my friend (the bag, not the crazy me).

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaand for the finale…

TO DO LIST:

– Finish bag for my madre

– Finish pleated skirt for myself

– Finish earrings: electric violins, i can haz cheezburger, drink me, poison tea, zombie panda, companion cube, ect

– Open etsy shop

– Finish Dresden Dolls swap for Craftster

– Not suck at drawing anymore >_<

– Start that damn graphic novel

– Finish Japanese candy necklace

– Other stuff that I’ve probably forgotten about

No worries, blog, I have not abandoned you yet.

This Kid is a Beast

I’m in love with this kids music. Check him out…OR SUFFER THE CONSEQUENCES. Peace.

Delicious Tuneskies

I’ve come to the conclusion that one of the few things I am truly passionate about is music.

Music is the one thing I can obsess over. Get emotional over. Listen to one certain album or one damn song over and over again to fully absorb it again and again.

When it comes down to it, I hardly have any passion for art. I don’t get euphoric from a painting or photo or whatever. All I can do is appreciate someone’s talent, wish that I could do what they do, be annoyed with my work, or be satisfied with my work. I can’t be touched or become enamored with a piece, just admire it.

If only I had musical talent.

I plan on being a musical demon this summer. kthanx

On a different note, summer class is pretty fun. I’ll post some of my work from it some time soon. Peeeeace.

Incoming Nonsense

Ladies and gentleman, may I have your attention please? Gather around for a show of moderate proportion, chocked full of ridiculousness, random fight scenes, spell-checked nonsense, garbled rants, Romanian acrobats, and pie (of both the edible and mathematical variety).

I apologize in advance to any poor soul who was seeking an omgliekemogoff blog dripping with uproariously funny melancholy detailing my woes in regards to “conformist pigs judging me” for being “like totally unique in my dark as night clothes and chains and spikes and my lustful lusting of death metal” or perhaps my dramas entailing “oh em gee my boyfriend of two weeks broke up with me and now I cut my wrists with safety scissors and stuff”. Once again, very sorry. But no worries, I’m sure there are many other things that you can point and laugh at me for.

I created this blog in order to force myself to write again. Having been textually lacking for a decent amount of time, senseless rambling via the Internet seemed like a worthy enough cure. For now anyway. So for the most part, I’m doing this for myself. Not to say I wouldn’t want an audience. Nothing says fun like minions and/or new arch nemeses.

So I’m not quite sure what sort of warning I should give about this blog, since I’m not quite sure what I’ll be filling it with, besides profanity, muffins, and much use of the thesaurus in order to make myself sound intelligent. Perhaps there will be random stories that amused me. Some pointless statements. Ridiculous photos. I will most likely even be somewhat serious at times. Rants. Political grumbling. Angry humanitarian guilt trips. You know, the usual shenanigans.

So there you have it. Good day for now.

This sure as hell better not be my last entry.